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","count":"4"}],"description":"This was supposed to be a complete one-shot story when I posted it, unfortunately I've stalled majorly on the last part. So it's a two-parter now. \n\nYes, this is different than what I normally do. I've been in a foul mood lately. ","description_bbcode_parsed":"This was supposed to be a complete one-shot story when I posted it, unfortunately I've stalled majorly on the last part. So it's a two-parter now.
Yes, this is different than what I normally do. I've been in a foul mood lately. ","writing":"The Invasive Method\n\nPart 1 (of 4)\n \nBethany hummed softly to herself. Her tail swished lazily as she washed the dishes, a chore that never appeared to get done. Every time she turned around there were dishes in the sink. Sometimes she could swear they would appear even when nobody was home. Like there was a fairy or goblin in her home that magically dirtied them. The Irish setter halfheartedly listened to the soap opera that was playing on the television. It was not her favorite soap, if it were she would not be wasting time doing house chores, but she did like to keep abreast of what was happening in case one of her girlfriends wanted to discuss them. She was wiping her paws off on her apron when she heard the door open. \n\n\"Home already, Danni?\" She asked as she heard someone's pawsteps behind her. \n\nThe setter had a sudden sense that something was wrong. The steps sounded far too heavy to be Danni. The presence of someone large loomed over her and she spun around just in time for blackness to meet her head-on. \n\nBethany found herself wheezing and lying on the floor. Something had hit her hard and knocked her legs right out from under her. She felt sapped of all her strength and unable to catch her breath. Nearby she could hear the refrigerator open. There was a clatter of someone going through the contents.\n\n\"Milwaukee's Best?\" The male intruder said as he pulled out a can of beer. \"Are you fucking kidding me?\" \n\nThere was a pop of the can as the refrigerator door slammed shut. Bethany looked up and saw there was a wolf in her home. He was a tall, dark furred beast wearing a gray hoodie and a navy blue mask that covered his face, leaving only his eyes and muzzle exposed. He tipped back the can with a gloved paw, grimacing as he drank. \n\n\"Ugh!\" He grunted and looked at her in disgust. \n\nBethany was trying to work up the strength of will to scream, and the wolf saw it on her face. \n\n\"Stay quiet.\" He advised as he held up a device. He switched it on and a spark arced loudly between two steel pins. \"Unless you want another shot of this.\" \n\nBethany swallowed and shook her head. \"Mister, just... don't hurt me... you can have anything you want.\"\n\n\"Yeah?\" The wolf said as he crouched down next to her. \"In that case I want some fucking Michelob Ultra.\" With that he dumped the remainder of the ice-cold beer over Bethany's head. The red-headed canine gasped in shock and sputtered. \n\nThe male tossed the empty can aside and grabbed her by the arm. \"Get up!\" He ordered, roughly pulling her to her feet. \n\n\"Wait!\" She begged. \"I have money in my purse!\" \n\n\"This purse here?\" The wolf asked as he grabbed a handbag on the counter while keeping a firm grip on her upper arm. He dumped it over, spilling the contents everywhere. Upon finding her wallet he did the same thing to it. \n\n\"Twelve bucks?\" He said as she stuffed the bills in his pants. \"You're going to have to do better than that.\" He looked down and noticed the telltale indented marks on her left paw.\n\n\"Your rings, where are they?\" He asked. \n\n\"No.\" She muttered.\n\nThe wolf shoved her against the counter, pressing himself heavily against her. He towered over her intimidatingly. The setter could feel something hard against her belly that was straining the front of his pants. \n\n\"Where are they?\" He demanded.\n\nBethany shivered. Both out of fear and the cold beer that was dripping from her hair. She did not want to, but her eyes gave her away. Before she could stop herself she glanced at the ring keeper near the sink where she put them for safekeeping when she washed the dishes.\n\nThe wolf followed her gaze. \"Ah!\" \n\n\"Wait!\" Bethany tried to stop him, grabbing onto his sweatshirt. Without even hesitating the wolf turned on her. The device in his paw blazed to life with a vicious crackle as he slammed it into her neck. \n\n\n[center]* * *[/center][center][/center]\n\nBethany opened her eyes to find that she was on her bed, the rank smell of beer filling her sinuses. She groaned and looked around dizzily. Her mouth felt dry and her jaw felt tight. She tried to move her mouth and found her jaw was immobile. There was something in her mouth that held it open. Her tongue probed at it and discovered it would not move, but she could stick her tongue through it. Someone had jammed a ring cut from a PVC pipe between her teeth and duct taped her muzzle tightly down on it. She put her paws on her face to attempt to pry it out.\n\n\"Awrk?\" She moaned in confusion. Her paws would not work properly. Bethany held them up to see that her fingers were completely bound inside of bundles of cloth with gray duct tape. All she could do was to bat at her face with over sized mitts, which accomplished nothing. She tried to roll out of bed but stumbled onto the floor with a thud. Looking down she saw that her knees had been wrapped together with tape, effectively hobbling her. \n\n\"All this stuff is crap.\" The wolf said. He was standing by her dresser with her jewelry box overturned. All the drawers had been opened. The floor was scattered with clothing. He opened the closet and started to search through that as well. \n\nBethany rolled onto her knees. She could not walk, but she could crawl. Pulling herself with her forepaws and dragging her bound knees. She tried not to draw any attention to herself as she made her way to the door and out into the hallway. Drool fell from her maw and she was powerless to do anything about it. She left a trail of saliva. \n\nShe made it to the front door and glanced over her shoulder. The wolf was not behind her. She was almost free! She put her paw on the doorknob only to find her mitted fingers couldn't grab it. Bethany tried to pinch it between both paws but it would not twist. The door was locked! She tried the latch but it was useless. The padding on her paws made it impossible to turn it. She tried to put her mouth on it, but only her tongue could manipulate anything, and it was too weak and clumsy to turn the latch. Bethany whined in frustration, battering ineffectively at the doorknob before pounding on the door.\n\nShe froze when she heard the television drastically increase in volume. She turned her head and saw the wolf toss the remote onto the couch. \n\n\"That should be loud enough.\" He shouted over the ruckus. The wolf walked over to Bethany. \"Don't suppose the neighbors will complain?\"\n\nThe wolf reached down and grabbed the Irish setter by the tail. She screamed, but the PVC ring in her mouth made it come out like a howl from an animal. The lupine dragged her across the carpet and back into the bedroom. Bethany tried to grab the door frame, but her bound paws lacked any purchase and slipped off. The wolf grabbed her by the hair and base of her tail to toss her back up onto the bed. Before she could do anything he was on top of her, straddling her chest with his rump on her belly. She tried to fight him, striking at his face with her wrapped paws. He let her do it, showing her how feeble her hits were with all the padding on them. Finally he held up the stun gun again. She swatted at it, trying to knock it from his grasp.\n\n\"Considering I've already hit you with this twice you don't seem to have much respect for it,\" he said, \"but I have something else.\" He dropped the stun gun on the bed, reached behind him and drew something from his belt. \n\n\"Is this better?\" He asked, holding the blade of a knife in front of her face. Her eyes widened with fear.\n\n\"Nrk!\" She grunted and held her paws up to signify surrender, tears running down her face.\n\n\"That's what I thought.\" He set the knife down next to her head and fished in his pocket.\n\n\"You see this?\" He demanded, holding up a glinting ring. \n\nBethany nodded.\n\n\"It's fake!\" He told her with irritation. \"And your fucking wedding band is made of silver, which means it's worth about two bucks!\" \n\n\"Ake?\" She uttered before shaking her head in disbelief.\n\n\"Yeah, it is.\" The wolf affirmed angrily. \"What the fuck is wrong with your husband? What kind of male buys his wife a fake engagement ring?\" \n\nThe wolf grabbed her roughly by the muzzle. Before Bethany could react he dropped the ring into her mouth. She gagged when it hit the back of her throat and tried to cough it out, but the wolf clamped her nose shut, giving her the option to swallow it or choke. She chose the former. She coughed and retched, but she could feel the ring sliding down her esophagus and into her stomach. Bethany wept loudly.\n\n\"Maybe now he'll buy you a real one.\" The wolf said, showing no remorse for what he had done. \n\nThe setter grunted in surprise as she felt the wolf's paws on her chest. He grinned down at her.\n\n\"I guess you'll have to find another way to pay me.\" He told her. \n\nBethany shook her head and tried to struggle against him, but there was not much she could do. He was too heavy for her to kick off and she could not do a thing to him with her bound paws. The wolf grabbed two fistfuls of her blouse and ripped the front open, popping all the buttons off. \n\n\"Nice and lacy.\" He said. He plucked his gloves off with his teeth and ran his fingers over her bust. \"What are you, a D, double D? That's the thing about a bra, you never know what you're going to find when you take one off. It's like a Christmas present. Am I going to get something perky and firm, or a couple of floppy fried eggs rolled up like a burrito?\"\n\nThe setter squirmed and struggled but the wolf picked up the knife again. She froze as he held it in front of her. He pressed the side of the blade against her face and she turned her head away, sobbing. He slowly slid the cold steel down her neckline and over the ruddy fur of her chest. He ran it through her cleavage before slipping it under the bra. \n\n\"Let's see what Santa brought me.\" The wolf said with a lecherous sneer. With a quick flick of his wrist the garment was split at the center and its support collapsed. Her breasts were pressed down toward her armpits under their weight. \n\n\"Nrroo!\" Bethany sobbed as the wolf peeled aside her brassiere and exposed her. \n\n\"I must have been a good boy.\" The wolf noted. They were not perky, but were heavy and still had a pleasant shape for a female of her age. They had large, light brown areolas that each housed a puffy nipple. They mashed together with fluidity as she crossed her arms to cover them. \n\nThe wolf waved the knife in front of her nose. \"Paws over your head.\" He ordered.\n\nBethany made a dry gulp as she complied. The wolf tore away her ruined clothing from beneath her and tossed them over his shoulder. Her tits jiggled enticingly. The intruder set the knife aside and grabbed two pawfuls of her bitch-meat, massaging the tender flesh. \n\n\"Aw, yeah!\" He moaned approvingly. \"I can't wait to stick my cock between these! Would you like it if I did that?\"\n\n\"Nrk!\" Bethany grunted as she shut her eyes tightly and shook her head.\n\nHe leaned close to her, smashing her tits in his paws. \"Of course you would.\" He breathed in her ear as he pinched her nipples. \"Does your husband know you're such a slut?\" \n\n\"En knrt!\" The setter insisted.\n\n\"He doesn't?\" The wolf feigned shock. \"So you're only a slut for me?\" He pushed himself upright. \n\n\"I guess I better give you what you want.\" He said as he pulled her nipples, stretching each breast into sharp cones before releasing. They bounced back into their natural, rounded shape pleasingly. The teats were standing firmly erect and the areolas contracted, exhibiting a ring of goosebumps. His paws fumbled at his crotch. There was a sound of a zipper followed by the heavy weight of his ten-inch cock slapping down against her sternum. Bethany let out a whine that sounded like a low yowl as she squeezed her eyes tight. \n\n\"Look at it!\" He demanded. Bethany crushed her lids together even more and shook her head. The wolf grabbed her by the ear and roughly forced her nose in the proper direction. \n\n\"Look at it, you whore!\" \n\n\"Errk!\" She yelped with pain and acquiesced to his demand. His dick was a massive thing, covered with bulging veins with a thick, engorged knot at the base. The tip of it glistened with a drop of clear precum. He grabbed his cock and squeezed it. The fluid oozed out, trailing a shiny strand from his urethra to her fur. Similar fluid dripped from Bethany's involuntarily agape mouth. It ran down her chest and mingled with his seminal drippings. \n\n\"Yeah, you're just drooling for my cock!\" The wolf said in satisfaction. He released her ear, letting her head flop back down on the bed. He grabbed her tits and crushed them around his malehood. The setter tried to push his paws away.\n\n\"Stop that, bitch!\" He yelled as he slapped her viciously. Bethany squirmed in pain and put her paws over her face. She howled out an undignified, driveling sob. The wolf ignored her as he positioned himself between her breasts before smashing them together. \n\n\"This is good!\" He said as he started thrusting. He licked his lips. \"Nice and soft tit-pussy!\"\n\nBethany kept her paws over her face as he violated her breasts. She uttered awful noises that she could not stop herself from making. His hips slapped against her. The springs of the bed squeaked with every thrust, and the headboard slammed against the wall. Her cleavage glistened with male spunk that continuously leaked out of him. It slicked her fur and made his cock slip between her mammaries with ease.\n\n\"Oh, yeah... this is good,\" The lupine muttered. \"I know a slut like you wants it, but I'm not gonna blow my load just yet. You have so many other fuckable parts, don't you?\" \n\nThe wolf slid off her and stood up, pulling his pants down. Bethany panicked, knowing what must be next, and rolled off the bed. She scrambled futilely toward the door, unable to control her choked crying. The wolf caught her easily, grabbing her by the hair and dragging the terrified canine back into the room. She wailed and thrashed her head, flinging spittle all around. The wolf sat down on the bed, forcing her on her knees in front of him. \n\n\"Hey! Hey!\" He yelled, shaking her and making her look at him. \"You forget about this?\" He held up the knife.\n\n\"Urk ne ga!\" The setter grunted.\n\n\"Are you trying to get hurt?\" He said, pulling her face up to his. \"Because I can hurt you way worse than I am.\" He stuck the tip of the blade in her mouth, and the bitch whimpered. She closed her eyes and huge tears rolled down her face. Her tongue tried to retreat from the knife but had nowhere to go. \n\nThe wolf traced the PVC ring in her mouth with the weapon. \"You know what fits perfectly inside of here?\" He asked.\n\n\"Nrk!\" \n\n\"I think you do.\" He said as he released her hair. The topless setter collapsed on the floor, shaking her head and crying. She looked up at him, hoping, begging him to stop with her pitiable brown eyes. \n\n\"You better get to it, or I swear I will cut your tail off and jam it up your ass!\" He threatened. \n\nBethany pushed herself up to her knees as slowly as she dared, moaning and whimpering as she eyed his frightful phallus. Summoning every bit of her will she pressed herself closer to him. Closer to it. Her nose hovered at the tip of the wicked thing. She could smell the thick musk of it. In fact, she could already taste it. \n\n\"No.\" The wolf said to her. He propped one leg up on the bed and lifted his scrotum. \"Lick my asshole first.\" \n\nThe bitch mewled in resistance. There was a moment where it appeared that she would just give up. Let him do whatever beastly things he wanted, but refuse to participate. Instead, she closed her eyes and leaned forward. Committing the horrible task he asked of her. \n\n\"Aw, yeah!\" He sighed as her tongue slipped between his cheeks. He dropped his nuts on her nose, grabbed his cock and started to stroke. \"Yeah, keep doing that. I don't want you to stop until I'm so clean it whistles when I fart.\" \n\nShe obeyed him and continued. The fortunate thing was he was abusing himself instead of her and there was hardly anything worse than this he could ask of her. If she could do this, she could suffer any indignity he heaped onto her. Moreover, the longer she did it, the less unpleasant it became. In time she swallowed away the foul rankness and there was only the smell of his musk. She entered a trance-like state, doing what he asked, knowing it must end eventually. Occasionally he would demand that she lick his balls, which gave her a respite for a moment before he ordered her back to his anus. Underneath his ass was a growing spot of her saliva that stained the bed.\n\nAt least it could not possibly get any worse.\n\n(Tune in next time for when it gets worse) \n","writing_bbcode_parsed":"The Invasive Method
Part 1 (of 4)
Bethany hummed softly to herself. Her tail swished lazily as she washed the dishes, a chore that never appeared to get done. Every time she turned around there were dishes in the sink. Sometimes she could swear they would appear even when nobody was home. Like there was a fairy or goblin in her home that magically dirtied them. The Irish setter halfheartedly listened to the soap opera that was playing on the television. It was not her favorite soap, if it were she would not be wasting time doing house chores, but she did like to keep abreast of what was happening in case one of her girlfriends wanted to discuss them. She was wiping her paws off on her apron when she heard the door open.
"Home already, Danni?" She asked as she heard someone's pawsteps behind her.
The setter had a sudden sense that something was wrong. The steps sounded far too heavy to be Danni. The presence of someone large loomed over her and she spun around just in time for blackness to meet her head-on.
Bethany found herself wheezing and lying on the floor. Something had hit her hard and knocked her legs right out from under her. She felt sapped of all her strength and unable to catch her breath. Nearby she could hear the refrigerator open. There was a clatter of someone going through the contents.
"Milwaukee's Best?" The male intruder said as he pulled out a can of beer. "Are you fucking kidding me?"
There was a pop of the can as the refrigerator door slammed shut. Bethany looked up and saw there was a wolf in her home. He was a tall, dark furred beast wearing a gray hoodie and a navy blue mask that covered his face, leaving only his eyes and muzzle exposed. He tipped back the can with a gloved paw, grimacing as he drank.
"Ugh!" He grunted and looked at her in disgust.
Bethany was trying to work up the strength of will to scream, and the wolf saw it on her face.
"Stay quiet." He advised as he held up a device. He switched it on and a spark arced loudly between two steel pins. "Unless you want another shot of this."
Bethany swallowed and shook her head. "Mister, just... don't hurt me... you can have anything you want."
"Yeah?" The wolf said as he crouched down next to her. "In that case I want some fucking Michelob Ultra." With that he dumped the remainder of the ice-cold beer over Bethany's head. The red-headed canine gasped in shock and sputtered.
The male tossed the empty can aside and grabbed her by the arm. "Get up!" He ordered, roughly pulling her to her feet.
"Wait!" She begged. "I have money in my purse!"
"This purse here?" The wolf asked as he grabbed a handbag on the counter while keeping a firm grip on her upper arm. He dumped it over, spilling the contents everywhere. Upon finding her wallet he did the same thing to it.
"Twelve bucks?" He said as she stuffed the bills in his pants. "You're going to have to do better than that." He looked down and noticed the telltale indented marks on her left paw.
"Your rings, where are they?" He asked.
"No." She muttered.
The wolf shoved her against the counter, pressing himself heavily against her. He towered over her intimidatingly. The setter could feel something hard against her belly that was straining the front of his pants.
"Where are they?" He demanded.
Bethany shivered. Both out of fear and the cold beer that was dripping from her hair. She did not want to, but her eyes gave her away. Before she could stop herself she glanced at the ring keeper near the sink where she put them for safekeeping when she washed the dishes.
The wolf followed her gaze. "Ah!"
"Wait!" Bethany tried to stop him, grabbing onto his sweatshirt. Without even hesitating the wolf turned on her. The device in his paw blazed to life with a vicious crackle as he slammed it into her neck.
* * *
Bethany opened her eyes to find that she was on her bed, the rank smell of beer filling her sinuses. She groaned and looked around dizzily. Her mouth felt dry and her jaw felt tight. She tried to move her mouth and found her jaw was immobile. There was something in her mouth that held it open. Her tongue probed at it and discovered it would not move, but she could stick her tongue through it. Someone had jammed a ring cut from a PVC pipe between her teeth and duct taped her muzzle tightly down on it. She put her paws on her face to attempt to pry it out.
"Awrk?" She moaned in confusion. Her paws would not work properly. Bethany held them up to see that her fingers were completely bound inside of bundles of cloth with gray duct tape. All she could do was to bat at her face with over sized mitts, which accomplished nothing. She tried to roll out of bed but stumbled onto the floor with a thud. Looking down she saw that her knees had been wrapped together with tape, effectively hobbling her.
"All this stuff is crap." The wolf said. He was standing by her dresser with her jewelry box overturned. All the drawers had been opened. The floor was scattered with clothing. He opened the closet and started to search through that as well.
Bethany rolled onto her knees. She could not walk, but she could crawl. Pulling herself with her forepaws and dragging her bound knees. She tried not to draw any attention to herself as she made her way to the door and out into the hallway. Drool fell from her maw and she was powerless to do anything about it. She left a trail of saliva.
She made it to the front door and glanced over her shoulder. The wolf was not behind her. She was almost free! She put her paw on the doorknob only to find her mitted fingers couldn't grab it. Bethany tried to pinch it between both paws but it would not twist. The door was locked! She tried the latch but it was useless. The padding on her paws made it impossible to turn it. She tried to put her mouth on it, but only her tongue could manipulate anything, and it was too weak and clumsy to turn the latch. Bethany whined in frustration, battering ineffectively at the doorknob before pounding on the door.
She froze when she heard the television drastically increase in volume. She turned her head and saw the wolf toss the remote onto the couch.
"That should be loud enough." He shouted over the ruckus. The wolf walked over to Bethany. "Don't suppose the neighbors will complain?"
The wolf reached down and grabbed the Irish setter by the tail. She screamed, but the PVC ring in her mouth made it come out like a howl from an animal. The lupine dragged her across the carpet and back into the bedroom. Bethany tried to grab the door frame, but her bound paws lacked any purchase and slipped off. The wolf grabbed her by the hair and base of her tail to toss her back up onto the bed. Before she could do anything he was on top of her, straddling her chest with his rump on her belly. She tried to fight him, striking at his face with her wrapped paws. He let her do it, showing her how feeble her hits were with all the padding on them. Finally he held up the stun gun again. She swatted at it, trying to knock it from his grasp.
"Considering I've already hit you with this twice you don't seem to have much respect for it," he said, "but I have something else." He dropped the stun gun on the bed, reached behind him and drew something from his belt.
"Is this better?" He asked, holding the blade of a knife in front of her face. Her eyes widened with fear.
"Nrk!" She grunted and held her paws up to signify surrender, tears running down her face.
"That's what I thought." He set the knife down next to her head and fished in his pocket.
"You see this?" He demanded, holding up a glinting ring.
Bethany nodded.
"It's fake!" He told her with irritation. "And your fucking wedding band is made of silver, which means it's worth about two bucks!"
"Ake?" She uttered before shaking her head in disbelief.
"Yeah, it is." The wolf affirmed angrily. "What the fuck is wrong with your husband? What kind of male buys his wife a fake engagement ring?"
The wolf grabbed her roughly by the muzzle. Before Bethany could react he dropped the ring into her mouth. She gagged when it hit the back of her throat and tried to cough it out, but the wolf clamped her nose shut, giving her the option to swallow it or choke. She chose the former. She coughed and retched, but she could feel the ring sliding down her esophagus and into her stomach. Bethany wept loudly.
"Maybe now he'll buy you a real one." The wolf said, showing no remorse for what he had done.
The setter grunted in surprise as she felt the wolf's paws on her chest. He grinned down at her.
"I guess you'll have to find another way to pay me." He told her.
Bethany shook her head and tried to struggle against him, but there was not much she could do. He was too heavy for her to kick off and she could not do a thing to him with her bound paws. The wolf grabbed two fistfuls of her blouse and ripped the front open, popping all the buttons off.
"Nice and lacy." He said. He plucked his gloves off with his teeth and ran his fingers over her bust. "What are you, a D, double D? That's the thing about a bra, you never know what you're going to find when you take one off. It's like a Christmas present. Am I going to get something perky and firm, or a couple of floppy fried eggs rolled up like a burrito?"
The setter squirmed and struggled but the wolf picked up the knife again. She froze as he held it in front of her. He pressed the side of the blade against her face and she turned her head away, sobbing. He slowly slid the cold steel down her neckline and over the ruddy fur of her chest. He ran it through her cleavage before slipping it under the bra.
"Let's see what Santa brought me." The wolf said with a lecherous sneer. With a quick flick of his wrist the garment was split at the center and its support collapsed. Her breasts were pressed down toward her armpits under their weight.
"Nrroo!" Bethany sobbed as the wolf peeled aside her brassiere and exposed her.
"I must have been a good boy." The wolf noted. They were not perky, but were heavy and still had a pleasant shape for a female of her age. They had large, light brown areolas that each housed a puffy nipple. They mashed together with fluidity as she crossed her arms to cover them.
The wolf waved the knife in front of her nose. "Paws over your head." He ordered.
Bethany made a dry gulp as she complied. The wolf tore away her ruined clothing from beneath her and tossed them over his shoulder. Her tits jiggled enticingly. The intruder set the knife aside and grabbed two pawfuls of her bitch-meat, massaging the tender flesh.
"Aw, yeah!" He moaned approvingly. "I can't wait to stick my cock between these! Would you like it if I did that?"
"Nrk!" Bethany grunted as she shut her eyes tightly and shook her head.
He leaned close to her, smashing her tits in his paws. "Of course you would." He breathed in her ear as he pinched her nipples. "Does your husband know you're such a slut?"
"En knrt!" The setter insisted.
"He doesn't?" The wolf feigned shock. "So you're only a slut for me?" He pushed himself upright.
"I guess I better give you what you want." He said as he pulled her nipples, stretching each breast into sharp cones before releasing. They bounced back into their natural, rounded shape pleasingly. The teats were standing firmly erect and the areolas contracted, exhibiting a ring of goosebumps. His paws fumbled at his crotch. There was a sound of a zipper followed by the heavy weight of his ten-inch cock slapping down against her sternum. Bethany let out a whine that sounded like a low yowl as she squeezed her eyes tight.
"Look at it!" He demanded. Bethany crushed her lids together even more and shook her head. The wolf grabbed her by the ear and roughly forced her nose in the proper direction.
"Look at it, you whore!"
"Errk!" She yelped with pain and acquiesced to his demand. His dick was a massive thing, covered with bulging veins with a thick, engorged knot at the base. The tip of it glistened with a drop of clear precum. He grabbed his cock and squeezed it. The fluid oozed out, trailing a shiny strand from his urethra to her fur. Similar fluid dripped from Bethany's involuntarily agape mouth. It ran down her chest and mingled with his seminal drippings.
"Yeah, you're just drooling for my cock!" The wolf said in satisfaction. He released her ear, letting her head flop back down on the bed. He grabbed her tits and crushed them around his malehood. The setter tried to push his paws away.
"Stop that, bitch!" He yelled as he slapped her viciously. Bethany squirmed in pain and put her paws over her face. She howled out an undignified, driveling sob. The wolf ignored her as he positioned himself between her breasts before smashing them together.
"This is good!" He said as he started thrusting. He licked his lips. "Nice and soft tit-pussy!"
Bethany kept her paws over her face as he violated her breasts. She uttered awful noises that she could not stop herself from making. His hips slapped against her. The springs of the bed squeaked with every thrust, and the headboard slammed against the wall. Her cleavage glistened with male spunk that continuously leaked out of him. It slicked her fur and made his cock slip between her mammaries with ease.
"Oh, yeah... this is good," The lupine muttered. "I know a slut like you wants it, but I'm not gonna blow my load just yet. You have so many other fuckable parts, don't you?"
The wolf slid off her and stood up, pulling his pants down. Bethany panicked, knowing what must be next, and rolled off the bed. She scrambled futilely toward the door, unable to control her choked crying. The wolf caught her easily, grabbing her by the hair and dragging the terrified canine back into the room. She wailed and thrashed her head, flinging spittle all around. The wolf sat down on the bed, forcing her on her knees in front of him.
"Hey! Hey!" He yelled, shaking her and making her look at him. "You forget about this?" He held up the knife.
"Urk ne ga!" The setter grunted.
"Are you trying to get hurt?" He said, pulling her face up to his. "Because I can hurt you way worse than I am." He stuck the tip of the blade in her mouth, and the bitch whimpered. She closed her eyes and huge tears rolled down her face. Her tongue tried to retreat from the knife but had nowhere to go.
The wolf traced the PVC ring in her mouth with the weapon. "You know what fits perfectly inside of here?" He asked.
"Nrk!"
"I think you do." He said as he released her hair. The topless setter collapsed on the floor, shaking her head and crying. She looked up at him, hoping, begging him to stop with her pitiable brown eyes.
"You better get to it, or I swear I will cut your tail off and jam it up your ass!" He threatened.
Bethany pushed herself up to her knees as slowly as she dared, moaning and whimpering as she eyed his frightful phallus. Summoning every bit of her will she pressed herself closer to him. Closer to it. Her nose hovered at the tip of the wicked thing. She could smell the thick musk of it. In fact, she could already taste it.
"No." The wolf said to her. He propped one leg up on the bed and lifted his scrotum. "Lick my asshole first."
The bitch mewled in resistance. There was a moment where it appeared that she would just give up. Let him do whatever beastly things he wanted, but refuse to participate. Instead, she closed her eyes and leaned forward. Committing the horrible task he asked of her.
"Aw, yeah!" He sighed as her tongue slipped between his cheeks. He dropped his nuts on her nose, grabbed his cock and started to stroke. "Yeah, keep doing that. I don't want you to stop until I'm so clean it whistles when I fart."
She obeyed him and continued. The fortunate thing was he was abusing himself instead of her and there was hardly anything worse than this he could ask of her. If she could do this, she could suffer any indignity he heaped onto her. Moreover, the longer she did it, the less unpleasant it became. In time she swallowed away the foul rankness and there was only the smell of his musk. She entered a trance-like state, doing what he asked, knowing it must end eventually. Occasionally he would demand that she lick his balls, which gave her a respite for a moment before he ordered her back to his anus. Underneath his ass was a growing spot of her saliva that stained the bed.
At least it could not possibly get any worse.
(Tune in next time for when it gets worse)
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